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I gave birth to my son on June 21, the longest day of the year. Naturally it was a long labor. He was 23 inches, the longest baby the doctor had ever delivered. Maybe it’s no coincidence that it took such a LONG time to name him. I was about to deliver after 18 […]

A (Jewish) mother on a trip with her grown son– a concept outlandish and outrageous enough to make a movie about it. The instant I saw the preview of Guilt Trip, I was guilty— of doing exactly what Barbra Streisand does to Seth Rogen in the movie. I immediately texted my own grown-up son— to […]

This post is part of a BlogHop (see below) about “How I met my husband” Meeting celebrities is just part of the job when you’re a television reporter; so this was a fairly typical day at work when I was in my twenties. I was sent to the Fontainebleau Hotel on Miami Beach to […]

I drove home from Los Angeles, drained by the past weeks. Howard was gone, but he was everywhere around me. In my car, which he had helped me buy a few months ago. On the road itself, the 300 miles between Los Angeles and Carmel that he had driven countless times over the years, coming […]

As I write this, my friend Dana is hauling herself up and down the hills of San Francisco with thousands of other participants on the Avon Walk. I’m sure I speak for other survivors, to say how grateful we feel to know that someone has your name on their shirt and your face in their […]

She’s two and a half. My daughter is sitting on the floor with the other toddlers in her weekly music class. Usually they sing songs as a group–but today’s there’s something new. 20 kids take turns singing solos—a song of their choice into a microphone. 19 of them sing the Alphabet Song or Twinkle Twinkle. […]